When I feel myself unhappy
I take up my pen and my diary.
Then I sit by the window on my chair,
From where; I can feel the blowing air.

Subsequently I begin to write
I write about the ‘Sight’
I write about my pain
I write like a crazy insane.
I write about my feelings
I write about every thing.

No matter it (story) is a good one or bad
But I only write to escaped from sad.
I don’t expect it to be great
I don’t expect it in a higher rate
I only write to get relief of my pain
I don’t write for gaining my fame.

Only writing brings me tranquility
Only writing removes my anxiety.
This is why I always write
And this is why I will keep write.